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I am so, so, so sorry.

Something came up at the station.

I'm sure you would have called if you could.

Where's Ottie?

Your mum picked her up an hour ago.

My mum?

Camera, remind Joe to buy me a card.

Joe has 19 unread reminders.

I didn't forget.

I...

I'll make it up to you. Are you here now? Let's just enjoy our anniversary.

I love you.

I love you.

All right, croissants are in the oven.

Almond all right?

Um, yeah, sounds perfect.

Come on, not that cross.

I know you like the chocolate ones.

Don't worry, I'll put the dreaded wedding album away.

No, no, it was the greatest day of my life.

I just wish the, um... I know.

Who's this?

You're joking, aren't you?

I knew I shouldn't have come here. Oh, no.

Sit down, please. We're listening.

Start again.

I made a mistake.

A big one.

I went out for a drink last night after work.

Next thing I know, it's 10am and I'm stumbling out of a cab in my driveway.

Then I get that.

Okay, wow.

So, um, this is a wild stab in the dark. I'm guessing this is not your wife. I

don't even recognise her.

Or the room.

How drunk was I? How drunk was she, Marley? Probably an escort.

Most of their clients are married Greeks.

Believe me, nobody's more disgusted about this than I am.

I'm being blackmailed, and I don't know why.

He calls himself Dr. Eccles.

Said he's a wanted man who needs help fleeing the country. Clearly a fake

What's he wanted for?

I don't know, but he warned me not to get my colleagues involved, said he'd

if I did.

But he didn't mention anything about the eyes.

Look, I wouldn't be here if I had any other choice.

Diseases desperate grown by desperate appliance are relieved or not at all.

Not helpful.

How does this Dr. Eccles expect you to help him? Money? No.

First task was to buy provisions, then get to Henley Street in 13 minutes.

I can play along for now, but I need your help to catch this scumbag.

I'm sorry, we don't do extramaritals.

Why don't you just fess up to Emma? It's not an option because it's our 10 -year

wedding anniversary.

So I can't.

I can't lose my wife.

So please.

OK, we'll help.

Matthew and I will try and find out who this woman is.

You can go with Keela.

Right,

that way. 12 minutes. Let's go.

Why do I have to get punished for this dirty affair?

We need to talk this through.

Do you know anybody who might have it in for you?

I'm a copper, Frank. Who doesn't?

Right,

I got what you asked for. Now you tell me something. Why me?

There's a camping superstore outside town.

I'm sending you a list.

Yeah, but why me?

Forget why you. Why those items?

I can't get all this in an hour. It'll take at least half an hour to get there.

I mean... Oh,

taxi!

Taxi! Arden Outdoors Depot, please.

As far as I can tell, she's not a local escort, a known criminal or an out -of

-work thespian. Well, that rules out half of Stratford, doesn't it?

Luella Shakespeare.

What? I'm just doing my job. Anyway, I've already looked. You can't actually

anything. Check out this whiskey glass.

There's something embossed on it. What's that corporate branding?

I'm thinking hotel logo.

Oh, you're good.

I've got a cab. Sorry.

Did you want a lift?

38 minutes.

No time for banter.

Large blood.

The thing is, I... Look, this is now I saw my day going either, but whatever

witty remark you have cannot be more important than me saving my marriage.

You're going to say you've been followed.

You focus on the shepherd lift.

I'll lift them out.

Yeah. Oh.

Nicely done. You must remember to wait for me to get entered into my resume.

Right. Well, looks like the same room, but... Sounds paramour, sounds evidence,

sounds everything. Tina's beat us to it. Isn't that always the way? They always

come at the worst time. Like, when you've just... stepped out of the

when you're singing along to the radio so you can't hear them knocking while

you're stark naked slathering yourself in aftersun.

I will never understand camping. It's more fortunate on this joke just to

pneumonia in a field.

Time's up, sergeant. I think we've found everything.

Field safe. Go away. I found exactly what I'm looking for.

All of you two go.

Billy? Right, Frank.

What are you looking at?

This is where he would bring her.

His secretary.

Yeah, well, they're not here now, so... We will take him for all he's worth, Mrs

Kielheim, as solicitor. I'll just fetch her a tissue.

Yes, please!

What is wrong with me?

Warwick, why doesn't he want me?

No, you're, um... I mean, I would.

He's an idiot.

Oh, you're so sweet!

Tell me, cos I can't...

I can take it.

Did you see them here last night?

I couldn't say. I see a lot of people.

Look, go on, take a look.

I don't get involved in copper's business.

Um, sorry, how did you know he was a police officer?

Um, well... Well, he looks like one, doesn't he?

Plus, the room's booked under a DS keeler.

Oh, please!

I told you, I don't know anything.

So get lost or I'm calling security.

It

just

had to be your delinquent pal, didn't it? I told you, I've gone straight.

All I did was follow him.

One of them surveillance jobs, you know. Oh, so Billy the Brick's a PI now.

Spent enough time with you, you can't pick it up. We caught you on the phone.

Yeah, to my girlfriend.

You take me for a complete idiot.

Don't answer that. Yeah, I do. Stop.

Stop. Stop.

All right, Billy.

We'll humour you.

Who hired you for this surveillance job?

Well, I've never actually met him.

I got this phone in the post this morning from a Dr Eccles.

You've got to be kidding me. I'm just supposed to report where he goes. That's

all, Frank. I swear. Word of advice.

Some jobs are not worth the money.

He's lying. It was him on the phone.

Hello? Hang up on me again and you'll regret it.

But I thought... Survival gear will only get me so far.

There's a bank on Leonardo Street. I need £10 ,000 cash.

You have 40 minutes.

The taxi's waiting outside. You are coming with us.

I'm not going anywhere with him. This is not up for debate. We need to figure

out who's behind this and fast.

Fine. Genuinely, one more word out of your mouth. You can't stop me from

talking.

This is Stagdew. He's tying the knot tomorrow.

Hello? Hello.

So, no sign of the woman, but we do think that the hotel porter knows

He's named Warwick.

The name Warwick ring any bell?

Warwick's jammed. Former shoplifter, drug dealer. Pain in my neck. He's

acquainted.

He hasn't made any moody phone calls, has he?

Not in the last half hour, no.

He's not Dr Eccles, then.

He doesn't make a card.

Graziano Management.

Oh, OK. We've got a lead, so we'll see you back at the office.

See you there.

See you where? If I'm not at the bank in 32 minutes, I'm done for.

We'll make it, all right? Don't worry.

Drive!

Fackers. Do you even know what a facker's doing?

Yeah, I'm looking at one. Why don't we wait in reception?

Oh, it's the modelling agency.

There she is.

I slept with a model.

Would you want a high five for that?

Well, that photograph is not on my phone, so I must have taken it with

So she must have sent it to Dr Eccles.

Let's bring her in. Yeah, good idea.

Let's just get a warrant card, shall we? I'm sure we'll find a way. Oh, wow.

Hiya, ma 'am.

Do you know what?

Bet?

What photograph?

It's not what it looks like.

Burn it.

Don't tell Emma.

You sent it to my mother. Disobey me again and it'll be your wife.

I'm on the way to the bank.

We're all without Mr Hathaway.

That's right.

You're being watched.

In my defence, you didn't mention PIs.

Then let me clarify.

All loopholes are now closed.

Ditch the help.

Wait.

Look, if you need to get out of town, I can make arrangements.

I can send you a car.

Just tell us your location.

Nice try, Detective Sergeant. You have 18 minutes remaining.

Get the money, then head back to Henley Street.

Alone.

We need to get moving.

We'll try and find this model, see what she knows.

Did you not hear what Dr. Eggers said?

We're all you've got.

You better just hope that Billy was his only spy.

Practically emptied the joint account.

As if Emma's not furious enough already.

Don't worry, you're not actually going to pay up.

I promised her. This year will be different.

Not good at anniversaries, eh?

Wasn't even a great groom.

To which vino on the wedding night.

I arrested someone at the reception.

That'll do it.

But there's one thing I live by.

I've always been faithful.

We don't know for certain what happened last night.

What?

I said, sounds like your wife's better off without you. Read that room, Billy.

Oh.

Better get to Henley Street, see where Dr Eggles is sending me next.

Somewhere in East Warwickshire, by the looks of it.

Eccles just messaged Billy. He doesn't know we've got him.

Go to cottage.

Keeler arriving in one hour.

I was going to be good for something.

All right, come on.

Time to get ahead of this guy.

Drive!

Oh, great. I mean, Luigi.

I heard.

Luigi Verifino is as rude as he is pretentious.

Okay.

Look, just don't underestimate her, because these model types, they can be

cold. And, of course, this one also might turn out to be a ruthless

Hello! Sorry I'm late.

I'm Molly.

Luigi Veracino.

Yeah, I love the look.

Very Balenciaga. Thank you. That's exactly what I was going for.

And those cheekbones.

Who's your agent?

Oh!

Me? No!

I'm just the stylist. Yeah, I'm Gabrielle, actually.

Yeah. Did you really think I could be a... Oh.

So, what am I modelling?

Oh, yes. Excellent question.

You're modelling a gorgeous designer.

Gah! Hates me as Eva, but do you mind if I nip the loo first?

Burst in.

Fine. Through the door.

Yes.

Beautiful. Yes, yes, yes. Molly, I love it. Now, give me this.

Just a little adjustment there. Did you do anything fun last night?

My boyfriend cooked my favourite meal.

Oh, your boyfriend?

Beans on toast with cheese. Oh, lovely.

I thought you might be out partying, you know, clubbed in restaurants, hotels.

Not really me.

Gorgeous. Now, show me Tara.

Yes. There's a wolf coming.

And then what about after dinner? Anything then?

I went to see my mum. Oh, no. She's not around much and family's the most

important thing in the world.

And work, obviously.

Take five.

The battery's low.

Well done. That was really good.

Between you and me, Dad, it might be my last ever gig.

Oh, really?

You coming to some money, have you? I wish.

Priorities change, you know. Being a model sounds so glam, travelling the

and stuff, but I'd much rather be home with the people I love.

Come on, it's been another hour.

Take it off yourself.

No sign of anyone.

Front door's unlocked.

But look who's staying here.

Dr. Eccles.

I was spelling it with a C.

Who's C?

He's not a cake. Don't tell me we've just been abandoned in the middle of

nowhere. And you left a duct tape on the back seat.

All right, forget about that.

If this is Dr. Eccles' hideout, he might be nearby.

We need to get inside.

You, bring that gear.

I've got the money.

What next?

There's a cottage.

I'm sending you the address.

Come on.

Hurry up.

Oh, beautiful.

Now let's try Happy Bunny.

What's this scarf magazine called again?

I'll have to get my mum a copy.

Oh, uh...

All's wool that blends wool.

Yeah, it's a new one. I could probably put in a word and get you on the front

cover. I thought you were the stylist.

And if this scarf is designer, why does the label say... Molly, honey, we are

nearly done. We just need that one shot that perfectly captures your truth.

My truth?

Uh -huh. Everyone knows the camera always lies.

And real photographers bring spare batteries.

Tell me what's going on.

Yeah, what are you? Some kind of pervert? I've got pepper spray.

We are not dangerous. We? Yeah, we, we, we are just trying to help DS Keeler.

Who?

Come on, Molly.

Blackmail's a serious crime. You're not a serious criminal, are you?

No.

I met him in some bar.

We got drunk and went back to his hotel.

What, and then you... Nothing.

I mean, he was too hammered anyway, but even if he wasn't, I'd never blackmail

someone.

I've got to go.

Wait after I use your bathroom again. Sorry.

She's too sweet to be a villain.

She's hiding something.

Probably a UTI judging by the amount she goes to the loo.

She's giving up modelling.

And those ginger tablets, people use those for morning sickness.

She's pregnant.

But she left her boyfriend at home to go on a bender with a random old man.

With Keeler.

Oh.

What kind of... Sickle brings perky delight to a stakeout. I am sorry jelly

babies weren't on the list. Blame Dr. Eccles.

You know what I think?

Your Dr. Eccles?

He's trying to do this to mess with me, mate. Won't work.

That is quite possibly the dumbest thing I've ever heard.

So why have you got your name with the letters jumbled up? Look, Frank.

He's right.

It's an anagram.

Who's the dummy now?

This is me calling myself, then, is it?

Brainiac?

I'm almost there. I see a cottage up ahead.

Good. There's a shed in the garden.

Leave everything inside. Then what?

Go home to your wife.

If you've done what I asked, you'll never hear from me again.

It's too easy.

And this is personal. He's using an anagram of your name.

Yeah, agreed.

And he's probably disguising his voice so I don't recognise it. And it's

I haven't got a clue who this is.

No, but you've got what he wants.

We'll text him Billy's report and tell him you've made the drop, and then we'll

wait for him to come and get it.

Right.

Let's get this started, Mr Ed.

I want to catch this man red -handed.

Hey, Frank, it's me.

Obviously.

So, we met Molly, and, Frank, you would love her.

Well, the homewrecker.

Well, that's the thing, you see. She swears nothing happened with her and

but we felt like she knew something, so we followed her, and guess where she

went? Back to the hotel.

What, the hotel with a pod who just happens to hate Keela's guts?

She did mention a boyfriend.

Good work.

Call me when she meets him. Okay.

So I didn't cheat on my wife.

Looks like you're off the hook.

Warwick Sams.

Now, if that half -wit is behind this, there's going to be evidence everywhere.

Something's not right.

Yeah, this is slave labour.

I should unionise.

Warwick's not a wanted man.

And if he wanted to flee the country, there's easier ways than blackmailing a

copper.

What if the idea was to keep you distracted?

Distracted from what?

Frank?

Frank.

You'd better get over to Keita's house sharpish.

His wife might be in danger.

Okay, drop me the address. I'm on my way.

Right, she's going in. Don't take your eyes off her. Okay, you be careful.

My car has broken down and I just... My phone has also... Yep, that's... Needs

some charge and I wondered if you could help.

False alarm.

Yes, Emma, coffee would be lovely.

She's OK?

Yes, she's fine.

Which is more than I can say for her anniversary meal.

Do you want me to stay with her?

Just to be safe.

Thanks, Lou.

Right, there's a car parked round the back. There must be a spare key

right?

Emma's OK.

She's with Lou.

They're all so funny.

If anything happened to her, it'd be your fault for being a lying, cheating

It is only your fault for helping her. It's not your fault for helping her.

It's not your fault for trying to steal my girlfriend.

What? What?

It's true, Frank.

You've been seeing Molly behind my back.

What is this all about? I can't tell you.

You know what? This wasn't worth the money. Don't blame me. I only got

because I'm desperate.

Well, well, well.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

That's right.

We know everything.

Well, you might want to explain it to me, because I ain't got the foggiest.

really? And how do you two know each other?

What, we don't? I caught you snooping around and recognised us from the photo

you showed me.

All right.

Why don't we just start from the top, hmm?

When I clocked in last night, there was an envelope of cash with a note from a

guest.

You know, do not disturb.

You mean house money.

Well, when someone tips that much, you don't question it.

Plus, I saw Keela's name on the booking, and I can't stand the guy, but I don't

mess with copies.

Hmm.

It wasn't me.

Then who?

Your boyfriend?

He's got nothing to do with it.

It would be understandable.

In a way, if you were trying to raise some cash.

Babies are expensive.

How did you... You've got it all wrong.

I haven't even told Billy I'm pregnant yet.

Billy... Not Billy the Brick.

I met Molly last year at the community roller disco.

She sort of passed on me mistakes.

Made me see that I'm...

Not just a waste of oxygen.

Hey, you're not.

But lately she's been acting strange.

And then a phone arrived in the post this morning.

What did Dr Eccles say to you?

That Molly was leaving me for that pig.

But if I just kept tabs on him for a day, he'd be taken care of.

You weren't being paid?

Molly told me that there's more important things than money.

I can't live without her, Frank. Nothing.

Happened between us.

You have my word.

I mean, I'd like to think I've got higher standards than that.

Don't you respect my words! You throw something at mine!

Billy!

Your girlfriend is not going to leave you. And your Emma is happily sipping

coffee with Luke as we speak.

It's not possible.

We don't keep coffee in the house.

Emma's acutely allergic.

Could be fatal.

I was fine.

Take your time.

Seeing if you had any milk.

I'm afraid we seem to be out of coffee. That's fine.

That's fine.

I might just check if my phone was charged.

I warned him to ditch the PIs.

What a shame he didn't listen.

The phone's supposed to be switched off.

I can't wait 90 minutes for the cab.

There must be a key somewhere.

It's time to call it in, Joe.

It's too risky. Send them racing in with blues and twos. I want to go home,

Frank. I need to see Molly. I know. And Joe needs to see his wife. And I

wouldn't mind knowing that Lou's OK and all.

How did Dr.

Ickels get a photo from your wedding?

No idea.

Clearly obsessed with our marriage.

Or maybe it's something else that happened ten years ago today.

Like you were arresting a guest, maybe.

No, she wasn't the guest.

She was the photographer.

You can't lick me for helping.

I've always hated selfies.

They make my poor nose look enormous.

It's the wide -angle lens. It always stretches the image.

Oh.

But not this image.

It's like you said.

The camera always lies.

Keeler wasn't taking the photograph. He was reaching for the camera.

It was off his face when I walked in.

I just treated it like a modelling job.

Who was behind the camera, Molly?

Who is it that you're so desperate to protect?

She showed up on the morning of our wedding day, said our photographer was

and she was filling in. I didn't think anything of her.

You had a lot on your mind.

Later, when we were cutting the cake, I noticed she'd gone AWOL.

I went looking for her, and I found her, behind the catering tent, loading a

rifle. Irene Argo.

Hang on. Turns out she was a notorious assassin.

She'd evaded the authorities for years.

Irene?

Who's worth assassinating at your wedding?

Arden's chief constable. Happens to be a very close family friend.

Can I say something?

Sebastien? Keeler wasn't drunk. His drink was spiked and he was dragged to

hotel room where Molly posed with him because she was desperate to please the

photographer Irene Argo.

I tried to tell you.

Irene's Molly's mum.

She just got out of prison.

I thought you knew her. She'd been driving us around all day.

She was right in front of me.

You were sat there and you didn't say anything.

I couldn't, could I? He put tape on my mouth.

I can't believe I let her use me.

I knew she was a total psycho.

She'd probably warn Lou.

Let him tell me if I called up to warn you. I don't know.

I've got a lovely house.

Beats the inside of a prison cell. You can't blame Joe for stopping you. He's a

detective.

Please.

He was an oblivious groom who stumbled into the biggest arrest of his career.

A trifling simpleton who has no idea who I am.

Or what I'm capable of!

The kind of detective who doesn't recognise danger when she's sitting

front of him.

Maybe he's just not that memorable.

No offence, like, as in, maybe girl next door... Trust me, he's not going to

forget what's coming next.

Come on!

If Irene was such a brilliant assassin, she could have got to Emma at any time.

Why make you gather up all that stuff?

To torture me.

No, hang on, right?

If you were investigating yourself, what would you see?

A man acting erratic.

Emptying his bank account, gathering supplies.

Renting a secluded hideaway with an alias so obvious even Billy could work

out. Thanks.

And if I found that hideout, I'd find the scratched -out photograph.

Along with bin bags, rope, a shovel, all the other red flags on the shopping

list.

She's framing me for Emma's murder.

Is she?

It's green.

Joe?

What? The light's green.

It was going to be so simple.

Dodgy detective kills his wife.

Police get a tip off, catch him cleaning up. Then your partner decided to mess

up my narrative.

Frank's got a talent for getting in the way. And I have a talent for

improvising.

I only planned to follow them.

Who knew you'd climb in the cab?

The plan failed, Irene.

Frank will be Keela's alibi.

Or was he his accomplice?

One ex -copper helping out the other.

For £10 ,000, perhaps.

You want to frame them both?

It was cleaner before you turned up uninvited.

Maybe you suspected what they were up to, caught them in the act.

Keeler panicked and killed the lot of you.

It's a bit of a stretch, don't you think?

More plausible than some wild tale of blackmail and coercion. Joe's got you

before and he'll do it again.

He'll be on his way here now.

That's exactly what I'm counting on.

I knew I should have told Ludus here, but if anything happens to her, this is

me. It's not too late.

He's right, Frank.

I know it in my heart.

And I actually know it. I can't be framed for murder if I'm miles away at

time of death.

They're not true.

And Irene's not going to hurt them until you're close at home.

The phones.

She's tracking them.

We need to get there undetected.

You're fed up of hearing about me and Frank?

We're not as bad as he makes out.

I'm sorry, Joe never mentioned you.

Oh.

Well, he won't talk to me about work.

Barely name his colleagues, let alone invite them to dinner. I think he can

outsmart me.

If he's going to put his work before his family, he could at least help me

understand why, couldn't he?

You get him here or die.

But if you're going to kill us anyway, why should she help you?

Okay, fine, fine.

Tamara,

call Joe Keeler.

Calling hubby.

Emma. Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe. She's got us tied up in the living room.

I'll be there in half an hour, I promise.

Try harder, detective.

You were closer than that when you dumped my phone.

Let them go, Irene.

It's me you want.

Yes, it's because of you. In five minutes, they'll both be dead.

They're around all day.

It's his house, Billy.

He's got a key. Sorry. I know what it's like having a husband

with a secret life.

Literally, in my case.

If you think that Keeler cares more about work than you, then you're wrong.

Why is he still keeping me in the dark?

Probably just wants to...

Protect you from all the awful things he has to deal with every day.

He doesn't need to do that, does he?

Everyone knows it's not healthy to keep things bottled up.

No, you're right, it's stupid.

I'm sure you find it really infuriating, but hey, that's love, isn't it? If he

truly loved you, he'd be here to witness your final breath.

Ah, well, at least you got each other.

Tamara, Blake's out.

Tamara, Blake's out!

Stay back.

All right, hear me out, yeah? I heard you at the press conference.

A bungling of saffron is no match for Arden's finest.

That sounds worse out of context. I've taken down oligarchs, CEOs, politicians.

You've destroyed my legacy.

Nobody knew who you were.

Exactly.

I was the phantom.

But you reduced me to... to ten years in a cage.

All I did was save a man's life. Do you want me to apologise for that?

She wants me to tell her she's brilliant, even though all her clever

failed. Shut up.

I don't need his validation.

I'm doing this for me.

No, no.

You've done it.

You've proven I'm no match for you. I said stay back!

You win, Irene.

Please.

Let her go.

I'm not finished.

You were supposed to suffer in the same way that I suffered. It's not going to

work, Irene.

We've got you cornered. I'll fend for my chances, Missy. What about your

daughter's chances?

Where is she?

She's in the company of our most unhinged associate.

I never cared.

She missed all of my school plays.

I only ever wanted her to love me.

Oh.

Some people just aren't capable of love.

Um...

Well

played. Now we both have something that belongs to the other. I don't belong to

anyone. Emma, please.

Let's make a trade, right?

Everyone walks away alive.

Yes, Frank? It can be arranged. I've got a better idea.

Oi, Billy.

Mrs Argo.

Be a good boy and grab her, would you? What? No.

Don't you dare touch me.

Molly would want you to help me.

But you made me think she was leaving me. No, Billy.

You're her soul mate.

And if you send me back to prison, she'll never forgive you. Go and listen

her, Billy. And you'll never get to meet your unborn child.

What?

I'm having a baby.

Sorry, is this man a friend of yours? Absolutely not.

And if he has one functioning brain cell in that thick head of his, he'll sit

the hell down. Stop talking about me like that!

Nice one, Sheila. Great work.

Look at thee.

The wheelies come full circle.

Think about what you're doing, Billy. What's there to think about?

I'm not having my kid grow up like I did. Enough of the chit -chats.

This is what's going to happen.

I'm sorry.

I was thinking about the Birmingham Derby in 97.

What? That equaliser.

Fast, wasn't it, eh?

Yes,

I know, I remember that call. That was a joke.

90th minute. The villa keeper had the ball in his possession and then the

striker just knocked the ball straight out of his hand. What is this? Some kind

of psychological tactic or something?

Get off me!

Get off!

You're all going to regret this. Maybe.

Molly wouldn't want me to hurt anyone.

She's a pessimist.

Pacifist.

Looks like you've finally met your match there, Irene.

I love you.

Me too.

We didn't play Birmingham in 97.

Molly!

It's true.

I'm not going to be a daddy.

I was waiting for the right time to tell you.

You're not mad, are you?

Molly.

You mustn't blame yourself.

You simply weren't born with your mother's intellect.

I was born with a heart.

And I'm done wasting it on selfish people who never change.

Darling, please. Irene, next year, send me a card.

Hey, Keela.

About these two lovebirds.

Now, technically, they didn't actually break any laws.

17. They broke 17 laws.

Very specific.

But... Having said that, they were clearly manipulated and they didn't know

they were doing.

So... So, we're free to go?

Yeah.

Thanks, brother.

All right, all right.

If this baby's a boy, we're going to call him Jim.

My name's Joe.

Go on, before he changes his mind.

Ah. You really came through for me, Frank.

I appreciate it.

Nah, I was just doing my job.

No.

It wasn't just me who nearly lost someone today.

I saw how worried you were for Lou. Well, you know.

Nah, I was just worried about getting paid.

Oh, yeah.

The fee.

Can't act like I don't have it on me.

There you go.

Oh, guys.

Keep it.

Happy anniversary.

Oh, thanks, Lou.

Thanks for everything.

Maybe we could stay in touch?

Yeah, yeah, I'd like that. You're all right with that, aren't you? Yeah.

One more thing.

Get the hell off my crime scene.

Oh, it's very good, Sam.

Bye. Bye.

Did you hear that, Seb? Frank was worried about me. Oh, big old softy.

because you're a nerd.

All right.

In that...

A terrifying moment when I thought something had happened to you.

I realised I couldn't imagine my life without you in it.

Oh.

And then she gave that big old wad of money back to Keela. Yeah, she did. And

that ruined it all.